circuitous journey as infinity breathes down our throat

circuitous journey as infinity breathes down our throat

 

the burden of secrets

many years kept

a yellow heart

calls itself coward

blood red retraction

of something never said

 

just a somber guilt bred

into growing pains

but sometimes we

cannot go back

and the elephant in the room

is no longer capable

 

of sleight of conscience

tricks.

 

 

erin-cilberto

5/13/25

Reviews

[Arti]

Spell like tattoo on my wrist, you open up my heart to see what I have inside is really you, elephant ears, eagle nose, parrot eyes, lips like daisy petals, I show you, but how many crosses I was crucified to reach you, still in transit, when my palki reach you though we were travelling together you reached first and I am not sure when I reach you.......

Burden of secrets those are my sins which I carried still haunts me because it costed life....

Thank you,


I need one suggestion can we rebuild this site similar do you have better than this any thoughts ? I like this site somehow, it is pretty much helping stress to relieve, thought it would help others too, but I don't know it will work for others, yet all are same human wherever you go, east or west same stress. If it has helped us in positive environment but negative side it will make people undergo depression and suicidal thoughts too. But I want it in simpler way just de stress.



Jessy Jacob.

[W. Barrett Munn]

This is brilliant, Jacob. Those of us old enough understand the self-castigation involved in opening this particular vein.

Winston

[Mauricio Montoya]

Maybe elephant can find its way because the eye of a needle is to small.great write, eye opening to see what we lack.
Thank you for sharing